The Outcast Hotline

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Alessia Coleman sat up in her bed staring at the ceiling. This was one of the days she didn't like having problems. Her thoughts were in a whirlwind. She kept thinking about literally everything. What would happen tomorrow, what she should've said, what she would have said or did, etc? Lily obsessed over everything.

Then she heard her Star Wars ringtone. It was the Imperial March (Darth Vader's theme.) She was reluctant at first but what did she have to lose?

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"Hello, who is this?"

"Your worst nightmare."

"I'm calling the police."

"Aw, wait no! I'm sorry, I only did this because I was bored. I'm only fifteen and I'm not a crazy person."

"Um okay... Wait for your voice sounds oddly familiar. Is this Lucas Markham?"

"That depends...who is this?"

"It doesn't matter, you wouldn't know who I am anyway."

"Oh. Well can I at least know if you go to Graham High?"

"Nope."

"Well, why are you up at 2 am?"

"I can't sleep."

"Me neither."

"Were you intending on prank-calling anyone in particular?"

"My friend, Matt. You were a wrong number."

"Okay. What have you been doing this whole time?"

"Playing on my phone. You?"

"Evaluating my life choices."

Lucas let out a small chuckle, not realizing she was serious. Suddenly Lucas heard his mom coming and had to pretend be sleeping.

"I gotta go, my mom's coming."

"Nice talking to you, Lucas."

"You too, stranger."

Alessia smiled and fell back in her bed, ready to resume thinking faster than Superman flies again.

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